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The next morning, when Zhong Xincheng was hit on the forehead by a noisy mobile phone in his sleep, he was still huddled under the blanket and had a [-]-round fight with the excavator dick in his dream.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and "slapped" his hand to cover his painful forehead. The ringtone of the cell phone next to his pillow, which had not rang for thousands of years, sang persistently, more persistent than calling the soul.

Early morning rough phone calls?

Zhong Xincheng strangled his neck with the quilt, exposing only his sleepy head. He squinted his eyes to look carefully at the number on the screen, and found that it was an unfamiliar call.

Are liars all this dedicated now?Work started at seven o'clock in the morning, and the customer service of five social insurance and one housing fund is not so diligent, is it?Do you dare to cater to the new trend of the times and start [-]?

Zhong Xincheng lay back on the pillow with his eyes closed, reached out to answer the call, and put the phone flat against his ear, turning upside down like an unbalanced seesaw.

The misty voice was like a piece of sweet milk froth on milk tea, and the indifference when he was awake faded away. He hummed and murmured: "Hello?"

The call was connected, but the swindler didn't make a sound for a long time, only his light breath came through the receiver, like a small boat on a calm sea with the waves fluctuating, the sails beating in the warm sunshine.

"Still asleep?"

The man said suddenly.

Zhong Xincheng moved his eyelids, the rabbit whose ears had been slapped finally wanted to open his eyes, he thought in a half-dream and half-awake state that this liar's voice was so familiar, it was almost like...

Talk to Yan Shu.

"If you don't come on duty, do you wait for me to wake you up in person?"

Two seconds later, a hoarse and dull sound erupted in the not-so-quiet dormitory.

10 minutes, Zhong Xincheng never thought that it would only take 10 minutes from waking up to packing up and running downstairs to the office in the main building. This is even more than the expected common sense of human beings than comets drifting away from the earth and Pegasus meteor showers across the observable space.

The door of the office slammed open, and Zhong Xincheng leaned on the door frame panting to look in, and found that Yan Shu was the only person in the room.

The morning sun pierces through the undulating dust in the air and sprinkles the ground with golden yellow.Yan Shu sat on the swivel chair drinking coffee, and looked back after hearing the movement.

The four eyes met, Zhong Xincheng's flushed face from running and the sleeve shirt with slipped shoulders were projected into Yan Shu's heart, the child's collarbone was obvious, the depth and shallowness were quite beautiful.

"Come here." Yan Shu pointed to the seat beside him and ordered directly.

The office of the student union of the school has a fixed duty time of two hours, which is arranged when there are no classes.Generally, I will help the department to do some trivial work, and I usually have a lot of leisure.

But why did Yan Shu come?Being on duty should be a sophomore and freshman thing.

Zhong Xincheng put the computer next to Yan Shu, and even arranged things and people properly, and found a sandwich bread with a cup of hot milk in front of him.

Yan Shu leaned on the backrest, reached out and touched Zhong Xincheng's head, and said with a smile, "You didn't eat breakfast in your dream, did you?"

Zhong Xincheng turned his eyes away, he licked the corner of his lips, and thanked bluntly: "No, thank you brother."

God knows how hungry he was after running all the way.

When Yan Shu squinted his eyes and smiled like a fox, he stared at the milk froth on the child's lips, but he didn't remind him maliciously—a bad thought popped up in Yan Shu's heart, and he was quickly pressed again down.

Zhong Xincheng turned on the computer to deal with the account data and equipment borrowing and returning system problems that Liang Tingting explained last night. Yan Shu was sitting next to him, flipping through an advanced professional book.

The door of the office was open, and after a while, the third-in-charge of the external relations department next door wandered in.

"A rare customer, the hands-off shopkeeper who hasn't come to the department for 100 years actually supervises the work in person. You are..." The manager of the outreach department walked around the table, glanced at the incomprehensible characters in the scriptures, and exclaimed: "You Is this going to Africa to perform art? I learned something."

"Don't show off your illiterate here." Yan Shu smiled and scolded him and thumped him, then asked sideways, "Why are you here? Our office is a place of good geomantic omen, so don't come here all the time to catch the aura of heaven and earth."

"Looking for you to borrow people, to borrow from your junior brother, we have too much work."

The brother of Wailian put his hand on Zhong Xincheng's shoulder. He has a good relationship with Yan Shu, and he often borrows people between departments. It is a normal transfer within the system, but Yan Shu, who has always been generous, suddenly lowered his eyes at this time .

Zhong Xincheng was caught in the vortex and could not speak. He silently focused all his attention on Yan Shu, waiting for his immediate superior to speak.

"Turn right next door to 303. The children in the practice department are all there, borrow someone over there." Yan Shu stood up, and the chair behind him moved back one meter under the excessive range of motion. He was taller than the external relations department. The person in charge is much higher, with open eyes and slightly raised eyebrows.

"Farewell, you know how difficult it is to poach people from Da Huang's hands." The external relations department manager begged for mercy.

"This kid, mine." Yan Shu stretched out his hand and poked Zhong Xincheng's forehead, he said jokingly, but Zhong Xincheng had to look at Yan Shu seriously because of his resolute refusal.

He looked like a food-protecting animal, with his paws stretched out to cling to the hard-won spoils, his eyes widened, and he had a domineering posture of "grandson crawling for dad".

The external relations department is strict but strict, and I don't know if this brother called the donkey early in the morning or something.

Yan Shu cautiously waited for the figure of his colleague to disappear, and the hair that had been blown up all over his body unknowingly flattened, revealing his virtual soft flesh.He lowered his head to look at Zhong Xincheng, and met his junior's calm eyes.

The light brown eyes of the young man are like chocolate candies, deep and mellow without impurities.

He poked a little harder just now, leaving a deep red mark on the child's forehead, like a red lotus pistil was tapped between the eyebrows.Yan Shu smiled suddenly, in a good mood, laughing at himself for being small-minded.

How could he think of doing such a naive thing?

"Want to go to Wailian? Xincheng."

Yan Shu asked.

"The report here hasn't been finished yet." Zhong Xincheng blinked and said softly, "I don't want to go."

"Then let's talk about it next time."

Yan Shu rubbed Zhong Xincheng's forehead with his palm, turned around behind him and leaned over to ask, "How is the report changed?"

"There is one that is not clear."

The people behind were approaching, keeping a certain safe distance, neither close nor distant, but always pulling Zhong Xincheng's heart with subtle melodies.He pointed to a statistical position on the screen and said.

"This is in the form of a company, and it's different from what you usually do." Yan Shu nodded clearly, and he directly raised his hand and pressed the mouse, wrapping around Zhong Xincheng's knuckles.

Hot and cool merged together, Zhong Xincheng's body temperature was on the low side, especially at his fingertips.He wanted to pull out his hand reflexively, but Yan Shu suppressed him and couldn't move.

"The place where the narrative summary is combined with the top project indicators needs to be merged, and the costs outside the system also need to be calculated, and the work here is too rough, and the audit will definitely fail... What are you distracted by? Listen carefully."

Yan Shu seriously analyzed the problem for Zhong Xincheng, looking serious and responsible, but when he turned his head to look at Zhong Xincheng, he found that the child's eyes were straight.

"Ah."

Zhong Xincheng suddenly came back to his senses, he responded, and let Yan Shu hold the mouse from the side and slide it around on the screen.

It would be great if Yan Shu's palms weren't so hot, Zhong Xincheng thought.